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Corey Bernthal was heartbroken. When Christian Bernthal walked over, he stared at him fiercely. Exhaling a puff of smoke, he said, "I can write an explanation letter for your dad and them. 100 thousand dollars, not a penny less!" "Christian!" Hearing that Christian Bernthal was still thinking about money, she angrily said, "Mom is dead and you're still thinking about money! Money, money, money! Have you gone crazy from being poor?!" "Hmph!" Christian Bernthal coldly snorted, "You didn't hit by them! Your son and daughter-in-law weren't hit by them! What right do you have to say those words to me?!" "One who hasn't experienced suffering should not advise others to be kind! Kimora, think about it from a different perspective!" "100 thousand dollars, not a penny less!" He was extreme